Friday Poetically with Brian Miller

Brian, Brian, Brian! What a prompt you have blessed us with today via OneStopPoetry 's Friday Poetically.  Just when I thought there was no inspiration to be found today, I made a visit to Ben Miller's The Wheel and the Star, and read his brilliant response to the prompt below.  How could I not try as well!

I Am Like the Ivory

Photo by Brian Miller

I am like the ivory

Tusks so cherished

Magical and illegal

A victim of their vanity

Reclined upon the limbo

Of romanticised histories

Solid in my pose

I am like the ivory

A round table of peers

Once followed me to victory

Upon the shoulders of Arthur

And now to them I bow

For their warning I did not heed

Thinking I knew so much more

I am like the Ivory

Though none of me remains

Poisoned, eaten

By the sweet nectar

Of my damsel in distress

As I evaporate

Melting into pools

Of her fierce, violet eyes

I am like the ivory

My beauty chiseled, my form imperfect

My strength, unmatched

Marred by the brutality

Of the kingdom

I was charged to protect

Battery Acid

On the mist of a forgotten dawn

I know of no such enemy

But still it makes me bleed

I am like the ivory

With every imperfection

Casted upon eternity

As my history melts

Into the Main Stream

~Natasha Head~